By the Thames on a sunny morning...

While the good people of London were training for tomorrow's marathon..

Yours truly and her sparkly heels were clip-clopping their way home at a necessarily leisurely pace. Having tarried too long at a simply fabulous birthday party in SW6, I missed my train by 1 minute (what ever happened to the good old days when cab drivers knew how to put their foot down?! This one seemed positively to relish clocking up as many red traffic signals as one can squeeze into the journey from Fulham to Waterloo..) and had to return to the party and crash on the sofa for the night. Aah the joys of being young ;)


Wisteria riots ahead of the Blackburn Rovers fans' arrival at Craven Cottage


Clematis starts to blossom at 36 YR :)